Chapter 13

KOUSUKE

If I found nothing at the abandoned portal, but I found an interesting thing upon my memories. Why did I forget those things? When will my memories be back? My head is hurting every time I think so hard. I badly wanted to regain my memories back. But on some thought, how did I even not forget uncle Ole?

I am now sitting on the couch here in my room and thankfully no one suspected me, or at least I think, but I hope not. I started my device and found the file that I had saved my morgan. I missed this crazy car that I have. I look at the car in four dimensions. Look at the engines and have it upgraded into the latest one using one of my free cards everyday I logged in. Free card for every first timer to have an account registered. I also polished the color. The original color of the car was silver metal, and I have no intention of changing it into another color.

"You look handsome and cool Morgan," I winked and snapped my finger. I am so excited to drive this again. I changed the color of the two seats of the car into maroon. Yep, this is my style. I feel like riding one of the cars of John Wick here.

After I checked everything, I charged it. For how many years this car has been stocked, I am sure this car needs a lot of hours of charging. I smiled as I looked at my item. And suddenly I remember the small cubicle. I wonder what's inside that cubicle. I will find a way to have time and come back there. And maybe I should learn how to make a black file data. It will be hard upon installing one especially if you are careful not to be detected.

But once I made one, just one...just to be able to scan that cubicle I installed it with three fire walls. Fire wall is an old method of installing passwords through your emails, files, messages (if you have secrets to keep) and everything that can fire a wall exists.

"I can do this damn thing for that cubicle," I muttered and turned off my phone. I took a towel in the cabinet when suddenly there was a knock.

I frowned, who could it be?

The door in our rooms is just an inspired vault, it's wide and damn there not even a hole that you could see if someone is out there knocking.

"More like a prison cell," I muttered and slowly opened the door.

"Hey! Kousuke," Ryuzaki welcomed my face and I looked at him with an emotion of meme.

I may don't know his intentions but I will soon. He is older than me but that's not mean that he can take advantage of me with those stories that he makes.

"Oh, hey Ryu, what makes you here?" I said and opened the door widely for him and he entered.

"Did you hear about the first level?" he asked as he took a seat into the couch. I closed the door before answering him with a nod.

"Why so pale, bro?" he asked as he inspected me.

I smiled and just waved, telling him not to worry.

"No, I just don't feel good. I think I want to eat some pizza or anything sweet and sour," I said and he just snorted with a laugh.

"Oh man what are you? Are you on your period?" he laughed

"Yeah, laugh all you want, Ryu. What do you want? Why are you here?" I asked as I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow.

"Chill bro, like I said I came here if you already know the first game," he answered and stand from his seat and walk into my small refrigerator and took an can of soda. Beer is not allowed for us, only soda and juice and I am not against about it.

Ryuzaki pulled out his tongue and look at the soda that he opened. "I wish you were a beer," he muttered and I can't help not to roll my eyes.

"I just logged in into the game and saw what the first level we are having. Need for speed is a century game but I was surprised that they upgraded it to the max, it looks like a real one. A real world but also a dangerous game. No rules attached as long as you open the first vault," I said and he nodded and took a big gulp of his soda.

He burp and tell his excuse. "I'm sorry for that. Need for speed level one is tomorrow. Are you even aware of that?" he asked and I was surprised of his announcement. I did not know this. I didn't even saw the duration time.

"I thought the next day."

"They rescheduled the whole game. I guess the president is so itchy about those three vaults already and he can't wait any longer. I can't blame him, took many years to open this game again," he stated and I just nodded. I guess I can't do my thing tomorrow.

"So are you ready now?" he added.

"Maybe," I simply answered. I am thankful that I got my Morgan back. I just hope that Morgan will be okay tomorrow.

"We can customize our own car and I am damn excited about it," he exclaimed and there was a smile in his face.

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DRACO VALDEMORT

"Let the game begin tomorrow, Sebastian," I said and he instantly looked at me but he just nodded and tap his tablet.

I can't wait any longer. Those vaults need to be opened and I can't afford to lose more time. I have offered my wife, Sebastian's wife and Mr. Brent Leonhart's wife. I love my wife but in my dreams it was the only way of offering to be blessed by a god. And now we are blessed to have this city of Olympus and God Game. I called this God Game because this is the blessing of a god to me. The offering that I have made did not come to waste.

But of course before I made those plot, I hardly think of a plan without making my name dirty. I mourned in front of the people for the loss of my wife and so did my friends, Sebastian and Brent.

A perfect murder for our wives is drowning them no evidence will be seen by the justice.

The three of us planned the whole thing, we arranged a yacht party for us. And when we are already in the middle of nowhere that is where the plan begins.

Drowning is a type of suffocation; the water prevents oxygen from getting to the brain and that's the more exciting part. Our wives wore an elegant dress and yet killing them is such a beautiful scene that night. It's a slow agonizing death with the victim struggling desperately to stay alive. Because of this, suicidal drowning is very uncommon and that makes us rare. Once the lack of oxygen makes itself felt, the victim's survival instinct takes over until all he can think about is getting air into his lungs. All thoughts of suicide are abandoned in the face of actual death.

That was a beautiful sight for us three. But I saw Brent cried at the last part and about to get crazy but I calmed him down. He was still soft that day and I took everything I have to calm him and thankfully he understand me and now he is one of the highest paid official here in Olympus.

"All done, Draco," Sebastian said and I nodded.

"I pray the first vault will be open tomorrow...by that boy."